pop tarts are the enemy

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

so this morning, for the second time this week, I caved in to the convenience of the vending machine brown sugar and cinnamon pop tart breakfast. It usually takes two hits of the slot toaster to get these babies the nice caramel brown I like. And it's usually a bit tricky getting them out of the slots without some minor pain.

Today, however, my second tart adhered itself to my thumb, blistering my skin, filling me with throbbing pain, and rendering my left hand unusable except for hitchhiking attempts. I almost went to the Doctor, the pain was so bad. Several ice-soaked paper towels, hours of elevation, and ibuprofen tablets later, I'm able to carry on without tears.

Just thought I'd start off this new blog with something really random. I'm sure Christina will try to find some spiritual application for me.

7 comments:

Anonymous
said...

Ouch! Sounds almost as painful as a paper cut! Maybe its the LORD's way of preparing you for more painful situations including but not limited to: a tooth ache, listening to me sing or child birth. Baby steps mi amigo! :-) Just kidding girl -- Please just don't take out your anger on the pop tart! Have another!

I'll tell you what --- once you have experienced 2 & 3 on the list I will ask you again and I have a good feeling that you will take the throbbing thumb any day. Remember I said including BUT not limited to! That means you can add some more situations to that. For instance, have you ever experienced constipation? :-) So is your thumb still in tact or did it fall off while you were sleeping?

Hello Janice, I have been instructed to pipe it down therefore I can no longer give clues. I will however leave you with something to think about (I guess that would be a clue, nevermind - just disregard the previous comment). You ready? Good...Here it goes....I'm white, or am I? :-)

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I am a lazy creative girl trying to find her sweet spot between uninspired and overwhelmed. I take pictures, I design print materials, I sew and I'm beginning to refinish some furniture now and then. I love to find beautiful things in unexpected places. I love textures and colors and things that make me sigh with longing for something I can't even define.